User blog comment:Ferretmaiden/Assassins Refuge/@comment-1222705-20110817163617

''Wallace and Revlis, who had both been a distance from camp investigating a stench both come back. Revlis speedily readies his spear and throws it at the retreating weasel, but misses by a quarter inch. Wallace readies to throw his Claymore when Aerothorn stops him,'' "He's to long gone for you to hit him. Don't waste your blade." Revlis growls and walks to retrieve his spear (in case anyone doesn't know, his spear is a lot like the Easterling Spears from LotR)

OOC: if Xeron didn't mean Twi, ignore this. BIC: Silver shrugs as he sprints, "I was confident he had Shadowdawn under control," he looks back at the Wolf, who is now walking somewhat unsteadily on his own, "Besides, he's the oldest in age member of my team. He's seen many things, including something resembling our unnatural foe."